MARCH 2024 · ADVENTURE
Pen Y Fan in the snow
Central Beacons, Bannau Brycheiniog
Pen y Fan gets all the attention. It's on the list, it's where people go. On a winter weekend with snow forecast it looks like a queue outside a shop.

I'd planned to camp at the summit. The forecast said gentle breeze. The forecast was wrong. The wind at the top was the strongest I've encountered on any hill — not a gust situation but sustained force, the kind that makes standing still a problem and moving in a straight line a deliberate act. The snow was wet and heavy, not the dry powder that photographs well. It came horizontally in intervals. Plans changed: no camp, a loop instead.
The fence posts that mark the path across the plateau were the most reliable reference point — wooden posts in a line, disappearing into the white, something to follow when the ground and sky became the same colour.
Pen y Fan — March 2024

What the conditions gave back was the mountain in a state most people don't see. At the summit plateau the visibility dropped to a few metres — the rime ice formations on the rocks, the wind-sculpted snow, grass tufts showing through the white. A hiker in an orange jacket appeared and vanished into the cloud on the descent. The snow surface had texture: shallow ravines wind-carved into the slope, dark debris speckling the white where the gusts had scoured it down to peat. A frozen streambed cut through the plateau, brown banks on each side, the water still moving underneath.


Near the cliff edges on the ridge the exposure to the drop combines badly with the wind. Several people I watched were unsteady, taking sideways steps, leaning into nothing. The fence posts that mark the path across the plateau were the most reliable reference point — wooden posts in a line, disappearing into the white, something to follow when the ground and sky became the same colour.

The cloud broke once on the descent, briefly, enough to show the reservoir in the valley below and a strip of clearing sky. Then the snow closed back in and it was just the white slope and the fence posts again.






















